Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　The old man shook his head.

　　"Because it's all about your uncle. When I tell you this, I don't mean to look down on anyone, but maybe your master will leave your uncle. With his current popularity, he can't find anyone who can be admired. In the end, you have to "die". Your uncle made your master. In the same way, your master is also the one who made your uncle!

　　Not to mention the group of apprentices in the background.Whether it's Jin Zi, Xiao Wei, or Xiao Yue, who seems to be enlightened by you now... they all have to die.You want to say that the Deyun Society is over, and it disappeared overnight.Besides you, I can still see some hope.Others... I'm telling you this, don't look at our venues are full now, but as long as the Deyun Club disappears, the cross talk will return to the lingering point of the original overnight, do you believe it? "

　　"..."

　　Wu Shaobai did not speak.

　　because I don't know what to say...

　　Seeing his expression, the old man's voice became more serious:

　　"So, boy, please remember. Now the cross talk is on fire, it's just your uncle and your master...or the signboard of Deyun Club is on fire. But your master, your uncle, even your master and third master are on fire. , and what is the biggest dream of our group of immortals? It is the revival of cross talk. What does the revival rely on? Rely on those outsiders who can't get along outside and turn to the cross talk industry who don't even know what it is? That's for sure No. That's why I asked your uncle to open a department and accept apprentices. And you took more photos. Why? Because of inheritance. The revival is the result of the joint efforts of generations. Does Deyun Society represent the strength of the cross talk world now? Of course not . Then it is false prosperity. Little thief, your uncle wants to make the art of cross talk completely popular. Even if he is a hundred years later, the disciples will still follow the inheritance of their ancestors, generation after generation. This craft will continue, instead of waiting for the cross talk people to wither, just report the non-legacy, it sounds amazing, but it will die... If cross talk really gets here One step! That's sadness! Understand?"

　　"..."

　　Staring at Wu Shaobai who continued to be silent, the old man's eyes were extremely formal.

　　Cross talk is his life.

　　When Zhang Wenshun was at his most brilliant, the entire decoration team from Dashilar to Qianmen belonged to him.

　　Is the old man short of money?

　　Not lacking at all.

　　But why are you still willing to hold a cross talk conference with Li Jing and Guo Degang in the early days?

　　Even Tian Paradise was rented out by him!

　　What for?

　　To put it bluntly, this is the dream.

　　Also for the life of cross talk.

　　He doesn't allow it to end.

　　"Why did I say this to that kid today? Let him be your valet? Let me ask you, Xiaowei's current position in the TV station is actually your master's, right? It's you and the energetic Miss Zhou. I want to come here for the opportunity to enter Yanjing TV, right?"

　　"Uh... in front of other people, I'll deny it. But you, I'm not lying. That's right. I asked my master to go, and my master didn't go."

　　"It's right for your master not to go. But if your uncle doesn't go, it's wrong. Because he wants to lead the Deyun Society to continue the revival of cross talk. But now Xiaowei... Look at it, is it a word? Half a million yuan? [-] sacrificed is the life of cross talk, understand!

　　Let me tell you the truth, at the beginning of Manyun Zi Ke, I thought the children were pretty good.But now that we're on fire, it doesn't feel good how I look at it.Little thief, they may be able to pass down your uncle's true skills, but if we want to stand up, I'm not optimistic.understand?

　　Your Wu family is a big family. You have been able to take root in this land since the Ming Dynasty until now. You should know better than me how important the style of the door is.So, I see no hope, understand?I can't see any hope of cross talk revival and inheritance in them!But you are different.You have some qi in you, I can see it, your master can see it, we can all see your uncle, your master, and your third master.

　　So, I don't care what other people think, as long as you stay in Deyun Club for one day, you must train some loyal and filial sons for Deyun Club, you have to help me, help you uncle, help you Jingshu, help us three elders, The door style of Deyun Club stands up for me! "

　　The old man grabbed Wu Shaobai's wrist, every word was like a knife, he held him tightly, and said word by word. .

Chapter 177

　　"What is the humanity of this child named Zhang Limin, maybe I can only see it with a half eye. But although you are only a junior brother, I believe that with your words and deeds as a junior brother, even if this child ends up being muddy and unable to support the wall, But after years and months, people with a heart can see what you do in their eyes, memorize them in their hearts, and then feel it like they are.

　　So, it seems that I just give him a chance to go further, and it seems that I have helped you get a puppy.But in fact, it puts an extra responsibility on your shoulders.Although Yumen is not Guomen, no one has said that only people from Guomen can be the masters of this group of people.Xiaowei, I took a look.I don't like gold, the talent of biscuits is average, and the achievements of Kong Yunlong, Luan Yunping and other brothers are also limited.Xiaoyue may have a little hope, but if this child's culture does not work hard, it will be the biggest shortcoming that restricts him from becoming a character.

　　Only you, little thief, only you, I see in you the hope that the cross talk has been passed down from generation to generation.There is a saying in Taizu, a single spark can start a prairie fire. I don't ask you to gather firewood, but I ask you to cultivate a group of children with good humanity. "

　　In the backstage waiting room of Deyun Library, an old man who was suffering from cancer and was dying after all, grabbed the young man's wrist, and said all the words in his heart in this room where only ghosts and gods listened.

　　And Wu Shaobai was silent for a long time after hearing these words.

　　Finally, he suddenly smiled.

　　"Sir, I knew that you, the old man, went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and it was bad for you to hold back."

　　Zhang Wenshun was stunned for a moment...and then laughed.

　　"Otherwise, what can I do? You can't waste your effort to save my life, right?"

　　"You really..."

　　Wu Shaobai didn't seem to know whether to laugh or cry, but he slowly put his hand on the back of the old man's dry pine bark.

　　"Don't worry, I understand what you mean. Although I don't know exactly how to do it. I have always believed in the gentleman's prudence, prudence, and prudence. But since you have said it so thoroughly, I will not hide it. He said that I am a master, but I don't recognize it. Those masters are all there. I don't recognize that I can hold on. In essence, I still hope to be the same as my master, talk about cross talk and perform well. That's fine. But since you have entrusted me with the responsibility, I will still be cautious in my words, independence, and actions from today, but I will stand up for myself, morality, and life. Do you think this is true?"

　　"Hahaha, what I'm waiting for is your words. OK, but it's too good!"

　　Seeing the old man laughing, Wu Shaobai smiled slightly.

　　"Then you can live well, help me, and watch me move forward step by step. If you go wrong, you will give some advice, and when you go well, you will encourage me. Let's talk about it first, it won't work if you don't live for ten or twenty years~ Otherwise, I will regret it at any time."

　　"Okay! Don't worry, little thief, I will fight for our grandfather to go together."

　　"Hey...you are too bad."

　　"Hahaha~"

　　……

　　"Okay, audience friends, the performance of the library tonight is over. Please exit in an orderly manner. The Deyun Library looks forward to your next visit."

　　"Quack quack quack quack..."

　　Following the completion of the more than hour-long book "Shooting Liu Hanchen", Wu Shaobai came to the stage and bowed to the audience with Mr. Jin Wensheng. The audience cheered and applauded, and then a few girls suddenly came forward.

　　"Mr. Wu, can you sign my name?"

　　"Mr. Xiao Wu, Mr. Wu, I came from Tianjin. I watched your video on the Internet and liked you. Can we take a picture together?"

　　"Mr. Xiao Wu, Mr. Xiao Wu..."

　　Looking at the dozen or so girls who suddenly came around, some wanted to sign autographs, some wanted to take a group photo... Wu Shaobai was obviously taken aback.

　　But at this time the old man patted him:

　　"Child, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and go."

　　"Huh? ... oh oh, good."

　　- Wu Shaobai glanced at his girlfriend's position subconsciously, but saw that Tong Liya had disappeared without a trace.

　　He stepped quickly, walked off the stage, and came to the middle of the group of girls.

　　Looking at the big book handed over, although a little unfamiliar and unaccustomed, he still said politely:

　　"Thank you for your support."

　　"Mr. Wu, the book you're talking about is really nice. We'll be back tomorrow~"

　　"Thank you."

　　"Mr. Wu, you look so good in a white coat."

　　"thanks, thanks……"

　　Wu Shaobai thanked all the books handed in front of him and signed his name.

　　Then the girl from Tianjin said:

　　"Let's get one together..."

　　In an instant, a dozen girls surrounded him.

　　But it's difficult... everyone is here, who's going to take pictures?

　　"I'll come, I'll come. I'll help you shoot~"

　　Zhang Limin came out of nowhere... Wu Shaobai rolled his eyes.

　　"click~"

　　"click~"

　　"click~"

　　This girl from Tianjin is also very generous. She took a digital camera and asked all the girls to take pictures together. After taking a photo with Wu Shaobai, she thanked Wu Shaobai and said:

　　"I'll take the photos for you in a while. Let's go together. Mr. Wu, what time will you be tomorrow? I'll buy tomorrow's tickets in a while."

　 　"Uh……"

　　Wu Shaobai was still a little confused, and instinctively looked at Zhang Limin.

　　Zhang Limin was also speechless... The list for tomorrow hasn't come out yet.

　　The two looked at each other and shook their heads:

　　"Not sure yet."

　　"Then I'll buy a ticket for the whole show tomorrow and wait for you. Goodbye, Mr. Wu."

　　"Hey, everyone, walk slowly, thank you for your support..."

　　Watching a group of girls who were unfamiliar at first, but finally came out together after signing autographs and taking pictures, Wu Shaobai turned his head and glanced at Mr. Jin who was standing at the door of the end.

　　I saw the old man smile slightly:

　　"Okay, kid, it's not a bad thing to attract a girl... But you can't keep that girl waiting for a long time."

　　Pointing in the direction of the old man, Tong Liya stood in the corner and looked at him with a smile.

　　"Xiao Zhang, clean up the hygiene."

　　"Hey, okay, Mr. Kim."

　　Zhang Limin responded, then said hello to Wu Shaobai, and started to clean up together with a few students.

　　And Tong Liya came up playfully:

　　"Hey, Mr. Wu, I like you more than they do. Can you take me home?"

　　Wu Shaobai grinned, showing a silly smile:

　　"Hey, yes!".

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